We never spoke of his father, and it felt disrespectful to ask anyone else. I assumed he was dead.
After the ceremony, standing next to my new husband in the receiving line, I knew before I saw him that something was wrong. I got that weird sensation that someone was watching me, then everything went dreadfully quiet.
He was suddenly beside me. Someone screamed.
Before I could react, he pinned me against the wall, his fingers digging into my flesh. His alcohol breath burning my eyes, his voice a vulgar whisper in my ear, “it’s okay darlin’, we’re family now.”
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘Family.’
Thin spiral notebook 
Wow! What a surprise…hope we get to learn more!
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Very well done. Love the pacing of it.
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Oooo, nicely done! Thanks for stopping by my blog:-)
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Yikes!!! And awesome. I think I’m gonna like these challenges …
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That was powerful stuff! 🙂
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*shudder*
That was David Lynch weird, in a good way. I like it. The word vulgar near the word family was perfect.
Awesome job, Tar Rah
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That made me skin crawl. Well done!
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Yikes. Well, so as not to be just an echo in the room, I’ll say “Hay-ull, Girl, you done set the bar high, I swan.”
Excellent and very chilling story.
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echoing – day-um! and tossing in the requisite Grrl!
Well played. Will this one go further?
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As my hillbilly friend would say – Day-um. (He’s also the only person I know to whom the word “left” is two syllables – lay-uft). You have really thrown down the gauntlet with this one. Tense, exciting piece. I love it.
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